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Mr. Longwood got into my cab today screaming about how he had just been robbed. He tried to get me to drive right away, but that’s not how cabs work. Apparently, a few hooligans jumped him, and they had taken his jacket, wallet, and phone! I asked him how he would pay his cab fare, but he kept pleading we take off. I told him we could work something out: I’d give him a ride if he gave me a taste of his big black cock! I could tell he was interested, so I pulled off and told him to pull out his BBC and get it hard for…